“Oh, no,” Katie groaned, her attention on her phone. With her hair still damp and framing her face in curls, she collapsed onto the bed. Another week had gone by since the most romantic parasailing she’d ever done.
Fine, it had been the only time she’d been parasailing, but holding Theo’s hand and talking about business, life, and cats had been one of the best hours of her life.
She stared at the texts from Chuck, sure the letters had arranged themselves into the wrong order. He had to go to the party with Heather that evening. He just had to.
had hadBut all of his messages said he couldn’t. Something at work had come up, and since he was a paramedic, when duty called, he had to answer it.
She let her phone fall to her lap, searching for another solution.
“Hey, Mom.” Heather skipped i
